1. Goddamn Lights

I kept the demons outside without you, oh you
Ascend my throne of dirt, my urge
I doubt your heart

What the hell have I
if goddamn lights turn off

Running waters' mountain
Without you, oh you
Have you ever been so cold since the upraised decline

What the hell am I
If goddamn lights turn off

I crossed the ocean, I smelled waters' mountain, without you
It felt all so familiar without you

2. 9

Silence in your veins
A sawed off throat
Necrophobia
Until total decay

Tear old views

Unsung equal force
That gores chest and brain
Protects a defiled cunt
No remorse no lie

Tear old views
Cough out foreign venom
Tear old views
Resume new sight

Border lie
Tear old views
Border lie

Tear old views

3. Rodeo With Snakes

Swallow the day
Forget the hours
Let the spirit starve
Capture my sway

Yearning for cold
Tear bleeding river

Old tracks
Beneath your jaded feet
Release the one who sees
Howling

Rodeo with snakes
Infection of grey
Keep your path unreal

Swallow the day
Forget the hours

Release the one who sees
Believe in the one who bleeds

Howling

4. Medium

Medium
Burdened by the skies
Medium
For the anti-world

Gore on the wall
Whore slave to the core

Lithium salt
Offered to the wolves
Your eon
Suffering immortal

Gore on the wall
Whore slave to the core

I feel the hint at the cut
You can't see the crime
Waterfall death
Of a walking brain

Walk and count
Missing skills
Still in-between
Medium
Still in-between of everything

Rise of the weak
Obedience through despair
Reigning streak of strain
Corn bared by perturbing fog
Betrayal of the broken child
Straining force

Medium
Gore on the wall
Medium

5. The Wheel

Do you remember the wave of the wall
Will it take your whole soul
Broken thoughts cannot heal, still
You ain't what you feel

Despair lives beneath the shell
Unspoiled
Rules your belief
Untouched
Slow turning wheel is getting you still

Will you sleep all your life
Ill, in disgust
Till old mans' dust

6. Feel The Fire Pt.1

Feel the fire
To kill a dead mans' leavings
No reaction on your cry
In this challenge

Mental acid's flowing through
Your burning bones
Never sorry all the pain
That made you clean

Rape
Lie
Create

Straight hate
Rise
Knife
Inside

Gored whole deception
Released your falling heart
A life that wasn't real enough
Became a terrestrial wraith

I almost feel that hate

Rape
Lie
Create

Straight hate
Rise
Knife
Inside

Straight Hate
Rise knife
Create
Straight Hate
Rise Knife
Inside

7. Feel The Fire Pt.2

I almost feel that hate
That ache
I almost feel that hate
That hate

Merciless reversal
On thorn covered stairway
Dominion of a cold delusion
The hyenas traced a trail of decay

Hate

Math part of brain
Reincarnates as an ocean of fate
Mother cries, children die
Mental cross of fathers' hate

I almost feel that hate

Clouded Orion
Prediction of the seers

I almost feel that hate

Wasted body and soul
Blind, numb
They received the order
To get lost

I almost feel that hate

The seeker crossed the sea to understand
Laden with awkward strain
He keeps the ocean on the ground
Don't you see the end

I almost feel that hate

Clouded Orion
Prediction of the seers

I almost feel that hate
Wasted body and soul
And full of hate
That hate

Burden crossed your face

Your face
I almost feel that hate

8. The Bat

Arise, the bat is close
Taking all your breath
The end follows you back to start
Viscious bound belief

Crawl in void
Whore of burn

Awake, son of waste
Nothing but all to blame
Senseless fray against raging blades
Corruption of your soul

Crawl in void
Whore of burn
Shade this room / arise, the bat is near
Whore of doom / to blame you, son of ache

Create
Create
Create
Create

Crawl in void / arise, the bat is near
Whore of burn / to blame you, son of ache
Shade this room / to waste life
Whore of doom / create dead water of low

Create
Create
Create
Create

9. Angels Of Cross

Hide the one
Cover blind tracks
Talk unknown
Cough blood

Holy Satan
Rests inside my eyes
He's the father of cross
Thy clone

Clone

Awake unconscious
Craving for peace of mind
This bird can not fly

Facing demons
Moving stones asleep
Tell me, angels of cross
Are you leading this disease alone

A road to nowhere

Thy clone